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I had a dream last night, chasing the light and an object along the lake… laughed myself when I woke up… searched my archived photos, got the one like the scenes in the dream… What would be nice if we could travel there this fall… I heard from my friend there were lots of tourists there now. Hopefully they can keep the social distances and be safe!
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I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
Having a few corners left over from the fun I had with my plastic cubes, I found myself seeing what more I could make of the images. One in particular was very colorful so I started with that one. I duplicated it a bit and that started to look interesting, I then added the yellow from the corner I cut off and that gave a bit of light to the dark. With some nice color going, I was off to look for a bit of texture which led me to a camping trip folder and a window from the side of a wooden building in Maryland. Turns out I really like that shot and went ahead and processed it too. A stone stairway from a monument at Gettysburg Battlefield also caught my eye so I gave it a try and liked it. Many, many times I head down this path and the image just doesn't work so I go find another. Just as many times the whole thing gets shelved and I go do something else. Every so often, as the piece gets developed, I like what I see as was the case here with The Onlookers. All in all, I used four images and included a collage in the first comment.
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♫ I don't feel quite myself
I think I'm losing heart
I'm sick and tired of all those words
Voices in my head
I think I have become
Another suffering of my soul...
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Jared Odrick, a former defensive end for the NFL, gifted the massive bronze sculpture – titled “Conversation with Myself,” by Colorado-based artist Lorri Acott. The sculptures are in the Coleman Park of Lebanon, PA, one of which is 11′ tall, the other 6′. These sculptures created a lot of mixed responses in the social media. Some people thought the sculptures, were creepy, stunning and provoking, hauntingly beautiful, an adult preying on kids, an alien encounter, etc. People wasn't prepared for this kind of art but the sculptures are still there and Odrick said he hopes the statue gives people who see it “an opportunity to stop, to pause, and take some time to interpret it.”
My heart was beating, barely breathing but still alive
Lost along the way I'd given up my fight
Scattered to pieces all along the floor, within the brokenness
I found something more
I was broken, torn apart
Scars line my arms, on my sleeve I wore my heart
They remind me of what is real
No longer needing pain to feel
I found myself in a sea of busy places, in a world of blurry faces
I found myself, on the edge of insanity, I found, I found me
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Querido Amor, Beka... Si el mundo se va a acabar, pues que se acabe pero lo ultimo que quisiera en ese Instante es ver tu rostro y morir viéndolo, Que antes de que todo se vuelva cenizas y nos queme me digas te amo, como siempre lo haces, por que en mis mas profundos sueños, eso es lo que quiero repetir por la eternidad
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Me,
Doll in your hands,
moved by your strings.
You,
Holder and keeper
Of my body and my soul.
Manipulator of my every gesture and decision.
Today I break your chains.
I get back my body and my soul.
I will be again
Warden of myself.
(Marika Flagon)
When I came upon this Cormorant gazing out over the water at a local lake, I wondered if it was lonely or just liked hanging-out alone. I’ve found there is a difference.
"All by Myself" is a song by American singer-songwriter Eric Carmen. The most notable cover version of the song was recorded by Canadian singer Celine Dion in 1996.
(Sony a1, 200-600 @ 448 mm, 1/2500 @ f/6.3, ISO 5000, edited to taste)
Finally the weather gods were kind this morning and graced me with a misty start to the day so I dragged myself around Whiteleaf Woods and managed to bag myself some long awaited shots. Autumn colours are just starting to show, will be a good few weeks yet before some really nice colours appear.
Just loved this character as it appears to amble its merry way across the frame.
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Friendship is a sheltering tree
All By Myself by Celine Dion
Recommended view - All by Myself on Black
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THE SEEKER
I am in a house, I know it well, but I have never been there before. There is no light, just me. The halls are empty, it is without life, without the things to bring it to life, no pictures, no tables, no chairs. It is a bleak house, dark, shadows, and even the light that seeps through the cracks, is dark. In the middle of the room there is foreboding, it is under the floor. I feel my hair stand on end.
I look to the door, the door, into which one must never go.
I stand and know that I can't run, I can't hide, because the dark of the house, is outside too. And I know it's time to leave, but I find myself walking, walking toward the door, the door that I must never open, as it leads to the room, the room into which one must never go.
I am sweating, I want to call out, I am trying to scream, it's primal, but there is no sound, there is no voice. I am unable to call for help. I try to move my arms, but they are frozen.
I am though the door, the room that vibrates with fear, darkness - something is moving in the secret passage, the secret passage that lies beyond the room. It is a narrow corridor, and I am bending to walk into the passage, and it leads to a room above the house, in the attic, I feel the cold, it is icy, and I fear for my very soul - I feel the negative energy that seeping into my skin. I am trying to shout, trying to leave, trying to turn away, wanting to run. A shape emerges out of the wall, it comes to me, draining all the goodness from me, and I feel terrible fear and dread, I want to fight it, but I am helpless, I am powerless, I can't move, but I know now, I must face it, I must fight for my life, and every fibre in me is screaming - and I remember .
I have been here before, and it is always the same, when the presence comes I wake up screaming and sweating, my pulse is racing. I have been through this many times before, and I am shaking and quaking, but I realize - despite these confrontations - I do not wake up dead, just terrified, and I begin to feel that perhaps, perhaps, these is no danger here. I have spent nights telling myself before I fall asleep that if this dream comes to me again, meet fear with love.
Now I know I was dreaming. I am out of the icy house. I am awake, lying in my bed. I am calmer now, I try to move, but nothing happens. I can't move anything, but I can see my room, and I feel a rising panic, and I feel the icy cold. There is someone standing at the end of my bed, staring at me. I am trying to scream and move my arms, to wake up, nothing happens. I see him standing clearly in my room, he has followed me here .
Now I will need to fight, but I can’t move, and he can, what are the rules in this situation, I am powerless. It is terrifying. Move !, Move !, Run ! Nothing. Then I remember “Do not get angry, that gives it power”. I stop struggling, start to calm down. He isn’t moving or doing anything, he never has, he just stands there.
"Hi", I think to myself.
"Can you hear me" it says in a sweet peaceful voice.
Oh that's great, he isn't even hostile, he’s doing his best not to terrify me and here I am like a wild animal, scared of the unknown, that's just great. He has been coming to talk to me, to give me wisdom -but his presence has seemed so terrifying , that he can’t even talk to me. I guess he has been coming and waiting patiently for me to meet him with love, not anger and fear. Well this is embarrassing.
I didn't expect a dialog, and I am now wanting to wake up. It's not fear this time, this guy had a very calm and gentle voice, but James Bond just climbed through my window and I sensed things were only going to go downhill from here.
Note to self, you got to do something about the quality of your dreams - oh, and thanks for the lesson in love and fear.
PS - The next day, many, many years ago - we went swimming with friends in mountain pools. The river water in Africa is dark and you can’t even see your feet in the water. We swam across a large, deep pool. I jumped into a big pothole at the end of the pool. There was a waterfall crashing into one side of it and the sandy bottom felt soothing on my feet. No one else wanted to jump in, and I realized, I had forgotten to be scared. The dream sequence has never returned.
PPS – Lucid dreaming is common, and trying to wake up during a nightmare is too – the immobility comes from your body preventing you from sleepwalking in response to dream situations – so it can feel disturbing while dreaming, but it is a good self preservation mechanism that is there to protect you from real harm. So the fear is gone and I am happy to dream on. And I work with dreams and treat them as an active state. If something is bugging you, think about it before you sleep, it can help resolve while you are off to never, never land
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(Kahlil Gibran)
.. Well, I see trees of green and red roses too
I'll watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Well, I see skies of blue, and I see clouds of white
And the brightness of day, I like the dark
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world..
Tellaro.
Gennaio 2015.
Went to the Leadenhall Market early to get the place to myself but this model just wouldn't get out of the way.
I simply ADORE the Mediterranean BLUE !! In combination with the pure colour WHITE !! But, guess what!! Whenever it is really sunny and bright, you can meet this uplifting combination , even in the magical, picturesque , and huge, Oostende sandy beach in the Northern Belgium!!
On this occasion, and in order to celebrate the Light, I also happen to be dressed in pure white …myself!!
Have you ever looked in my eyes?
I guess you didn't.
Because all the stories are inside my eyes.
A thousand words can't be tell, even with myself.
Today the sunset was very beautiful, wonderful yellow and red tones in the sky. I captured a few pictures than I had the idea to make a few pictures of myself :-)
For those who didn't notice it thats me with my new camera :-)
After 2 1/2 years of practising photography I thought its time for an upgrade.
I shoot nearly 100k pictures with my 60d and I don't know how long the camera will work further.
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"A volte mi sembra di essere invisibile, non mi sono mai sentita così quando abitavo nella casa sul lago. Il posto nel quale più mi sono sentita me stessa."
"Sometimes I seem to be invisible, I never felt that way when I lived in the lake house. The place where I felt most myself."
Kate Foster
Ocean Of Light — David Wahler
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“Doing as others told me, I was Blind.
Coming when others called me, I was Lost.
Then I left everyone, myself as well.
Then I found Everyone, Myself as well.”
— Rumi